The wind howled by, making the bamboo leaves rustle, as if playing a thrilling movement. In the dense bamboo forest, the figures of a man and a woman moved quickly like ghosts.
Lu Anning looked back and found that the person behind him was still chasing closely, and she couldn't help but frown slightly.
"That person is still following closely behind"
At this moment, sparse raindrops began to fall from the originally dark sky.
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